Wind stood still, pondering which direction to would suit best,
Crescent moon enmeshed among the cajoling cloud, away from the worldly unrest.
Green Lion’s Den haven in this quibbling world of common herd,
Tutu, Chinese namesake for Modak, caressed by tastebuds with flavours unheard.
Walk was long, lonesome in swarm and yet tranquil,
Crazy night dotted democratic misgivings and walk so long that it required a painkilling pill!
3 comments:
Glad to know u r curing ur bruises in the time honoured tradition by stuffing ur self. Sounds yummy. learn the recipe and when u r in India make it for me - I want the authentic CHINESe version not indian modak. ;)
i want TUTU
totu did not get me a TUTU :(
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